We're experiencing our first real cold snap in what has been a mild (and therefore boring) winter. With clear skies, temps below zero, and wind chills pushing forty below, today was the first day in a long time that I consider cold. The kind of cold that simultaneously takes your breathe away and slaps you in the face when your first step outside. The snow crunches under your feet, planes that are miles away sound like they're about to land in your backyard, and when you turn your car over in the morning, it whines more than Atomizer at last call.
When you get home from work, you want nothing more than to curl up in front of the TV with a stiff drink and plant yourself there for the night. Which is exactly what I plan to do tonight. Flip on the tube, pour myself a tall glass of 16 Year Old Isle of Jura Single Malt, and watch the #1 ranked Gophers battle the Denver Pioneers for WCHA (and thus national) hockey supremacy. A perfect way to spend a frigid winter night.
Hmmm?I wonder what JB's up to?
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